this..is where it ends

I just realize
the more you love someone
the more pain it'll have
and the reason why the pain exist
is, the proof that the love...does exist..


as of now
i'll put down the will of want-to-know

from the last day we were so close

till, the next day we were like stranger
i'll just let the reasons slip
and, i guess, there's no need for me to seek for the answer
as long, as you're happy

it doesn't matter what the reason is
doesn't matter who you are with.

I will, remember everything

and I will, always cheer for you...

And in the end...
i don't even know what you really think of me.
and whether if you ever loved me...

This, is where i'll end the love that i thought i found and could grab hold...